“If you’re into patriotic pep talks, I’ll
authorize your transfer to the 2nd Division, the colonel’s BFF will
be happy to lecture you.”

“No, thanks.”

They walked in the corridor until they reached
another door; Ella wrote a code on the numerical tab and a laboratory opened up
in front of them.

Dana Rabe left the tablet to her assistant and
almost stumbled before stopping next to Ross.

“Captain Dorsh,
Lieutenant Ross, what can I do for you?”

Doctor Rabe wanted to keep a certain
indifference, but her efforts were useless. She was putting too much attention
in measuring the appropriate distance between her own body and Lieutenant Alvin
Ross, however, her foot was almost next to his and her shoulder struggled not
to touch his. She tried not to look at him in any particular way, but her eyes
kept jumping from the captain to the lieutenant, and Ella did not miss that
hint of lust that only a past lover could show.